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blue-sadie · 6 months
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Second In Command
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Imagine:
Being newts girlfriend and a new greenie flirting with you making newt punish him with slopper duty and hugging you the rest of the day.
"There is no way that greenie could have you, your mine and mine alone darling no way your getting rid of me"
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randomoutsiders · 9 months
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oh my god ur blog is so good!!
I was wondering if I request for a scenario with poly!newtmas x crybaby!reader who cries over the smallest things and they like to tease her over it. Which only leads to her crying even more so they have to comfort her
aww thank you so much, bunny!!! sending my love <3
tommy's arms are a cage around her skull as she nuzzles her nose into the crevice of his armpit, the day's perspiration heavy and poignant in its assault against her nostrils. he breaths heavily, still catching his breath as he splotches a wet kiss against the crown of her scalp, releasing her. "alright, baby. gotta get to the map room. go find newt."
she stumbles in her stepping back, and she blinks dumbly at him. "i was just with him." she purls, nearly whimpering when the brunet settles his hands against his hips with a huff. "well go find him again, yeah? this'll be done soon."
he knows her expression, and he knows her next words before she speaks them, and with that, he can't hide the smile that tugs at his lips. "but i don't wanna."
newt sidles up behind her, leaning the brunt of his weight against the stake he has gripped in his right hand. "what's the problem?"
thomas licks over his teeth as she crosses her arms over his chest. "she won't let me leave. kid, there's no need for tears, yeah? i'll be in and out."
she's crying out with frustration now. "i'm not gonna cry!" the tears that weigh on her lashline betray her, and newt is unable to contain the laughter that bubbles to the surface.
"oh come on, y'big baby," he scoffs, slipping an arm around her waist so their boyfriend can make an escape. "you're fine." he presses her against his chest so that the dirty fabric of his shirt can soak up the tears that now stain her warm cheeks. "c'mon, i'll go get you some strawberries - and you don't even have to share with tommy this time."
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reneeluv154 · 3 months
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Frostbite
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Hope you enjoy🤍🤍🤍
In this imagine Newt finds out you have frostbite and takes care of you.
(More on my profile if you like this.)🫶🏼🫶🏼
I was cold, so cold but I wouldn’t let the others know, we had been walking in the scorch for weeks, although I wouldn’t call it the scorch anymore. It was cold, cold enough to make your lips blue and your skin crack and bleed. Newt tried to offer me his gloves when it first started getting cold two days ago but I denied them, instead wrapping them up in my sock’s.
Now the sock’s were just to hide my gruesome frostbite rather than keep them warm. “Guys, let’s stop here, we’ve been waking for far too long.” I couldn’t agree with Minho more, the blisters on the back of my heels and my toes making it to where I could barely walk.
“Y/n are you okay?” Thomas asked wearily before watching me stumble to the ground. “Woah hey.” Thomas tried to catch me but I hit the ground with him and Newt on either side of me. I began to weep which then turned into sob’s of anger. I punched the ground, “I’m fucking done! Do you hear me!” I screamed out as loud as I could, causing a vicious pain to shoot through my head. Everyone was crouched down forming a circle around me, fear and worry plastered on their faces.
“Hey, take a breath Y/n.” Newt was calm with a comforting hand on my back, the other on the sand, trying to keep from slipping. I violently sucked in air never fully finishing a breath. I truly couldn’t breathe. I looked at him with panic in my eyes as I tried to breathe, tears still rolling down my cheeks. “Okay, everyone back up.” His voice was stern enough so they understood but calm enough to not scare me. He gently grabbed my face.
“You’re gonna be okay. Focus on my heartbeat alright?” He grabbed my hand, placing it on his chest gently, leaving me to feel the calm, steady beating of his heart. After a few minutes, my breathing slowed, and my tears were gently wiped by his simple calloused hands. “You're okay.” He whispered, bringing me into a tight hug. I believe more for him than for me. He knew I never liked hugs. Although I had always wanted one from him, I hugged him back knowing that’s what he needed at the moment. I didn’t want to let go but loosened my grip leaving him to let go.
“Thomas, help me walk her over to that building.” He nodded over to what was more like a small shack a few feet away. So with Thomas on my left and Newt on my right we carefully walked over to the shack, taking a few minutes to settle down. I sat on a small crate while the others cleared spots to sit and sleep for the night. I was staring at the ground when Newt came, sitting down beside me, offering me a cup with something in it. Not bothering to zone back in, I shook my head.
“It’ll warm you up.” He said, setting it by my foot on the ground and kneeling in front of me. “Can you take these off for me?” He asked gently, laying a hand on top of mine. I finally zoned back in still not looking directly at him but carefully taking the socks off my hands trying not to let the fabric pull on the cracked skin.
His eyes widened when he saw the purple and blue, bloody knuckles and fingertips. ‘Fry, can you make a fire real quick?” He asked, not taking his focus off of my hands. “Already on it, Newt.”
“Why didn’t you tell someone Y/n?” He asked gently, trying to warm my hands with his own as well as blowing on them.”I don’t know.” I was quiet, barely even audible. “My feet are pretty bad too.” The look he gave me was the sweetest yet saddest thing I had ever seen. “They don’t have frostbite, just lots of blisters.” He nodded. “Go ahead and take your shoes off, the cold should make them feel a little better.”
I nodded, taking my shoes off while he went and grabbed a thin blanket we had stolen from W.I.C.K.E.D. wrapping it around my shoulders. He was right, the cold felt good on my hot blistered feet. “Here, let’s go sit by the fire.” He handed me the hot cup making my hands sting but I knew that meant it was helping. I was caught slightly off guard when he picked me up and carried me to another crate, this one close by the fire, my feet still being cooled off by the patch of cement underneath me.
I decided to sit on the ground closer to the fire. Newt came and sat on the crate behind me, his legs on either side of me. “Newt?” I asked and received a small hum while he set down his cup which I learned was just hot water, and started to play with some strands of my hair. “Is it okay if I just give up?”
“Give up?” He questioned. “Yeah, If I just quit trying to make it out alive.” I was ashamed of asking such a question but I knew he wouldn’t judge me. He grabbed both my shoulders leaning in close to my ear. “Y/n you can not give up, I won’t for one second let you believe that you can give up because I would never let you do such a thing.” And for the first time in a long time, a small smile made its way onto my lips. It felt so good to smile, especially with someone like Newt.
Around an hour later he had braided my hair and wrapped up my hands now everyone was getting ready for sleep. “Where are you sleeping, love?” He hadn’t called me that since the first time I came to the glade but it made me feel special.
“Can I…sleep next to you tonight?” He nodded, “Of course, c’mon.” He laid out some clothes on the ground and used a jacket as a pillow. “Go on, I'll tuck you in.” He smiled, so I laid down letting him lay two blankets overtop of me, given that was all we could spare. He then laid down, a small bit of space between us. “Goodnight Y/n.”
“Goodnight Blondie.”
I woke up a tad bit cold and a bit scared. There was thunder and rain all around us. The small shack was the only thing keeping us safe and that wasn’t promising. I moved over to where Newt was lying and rested my head on his shoulder, he wrapped an arm around me and pulled me closer. “Are you okay?” He whispered, his voice still sleepy making me blush. “Yeah, I’m a little cold but more scared than anything.” Just then lightning struck close making me jump. “Shhh it’s okay. I’m here, I’ll keep you safe I promise.” He rubbed my back and gave me a small kiss on the head now wrapping both arms tightly around me. Humming a small song, which soon put me to sleep.
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puppy-coded · 2 years
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Bad Mood {N.S.}
✰ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Upset reader, Newt being a literal saint despite being yelled at and ignored.
✰ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Newt Scamander x reader
✰ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1k words
✰ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You’ve been in a bad mood lately and Newt wants to get to the bottom of it.
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You woke up kinda cranky and you had no idea why. 
Maybe it was hormones, maybe it was nerves since Newt was still in America, maybe you simply woke up on the wrong side of the bed.
You got up, stretched, drank water, and checked the counter where your owl, Oliver, always put the Daily Prophet and a letter from Newt. Every morning while he was gone.
Except Newt hadn’t written you a letter the day before.
That just soured your mood even more.
You spent the entire day trying to tidy up and not think about it. 
It was something that even Diagon Alley couldn’t fix. Diagon Alley has been your favorite place to be since... forever! It would seem stressful to others but it’s nice once you get used to the crowds, the noise, the vendors.
Everything just makes sense there even when it doesn’t.
You bought ice cream and moodily went home, hardly acknowledging everyone you knew in the most magical place in the world.
You got home and cuddled with your cat in the dark silence of your bedroom. You did your best to go to bed and, eventually, fell into a dreamless sleep.
The next day the Daily Prophet and a letter from Newt.
A letter from... Newt.
Nope.
Ignore.
He ignored you and you knew he could take it.
And before you knew it you had a pile of letters from him on the counter over the next two weeks.
You stared at the pile of letters, biting your nails nervously. You had no idea what to say or where to start even if you did.
So you waited until he got home.
It had been two months by that point.
You weren’t even home when he walked through the door and it just made Newt worry about you more.
He had been worried since you stopped writing to him but he held out hope.
Hope that you’d write back.
Hope that you were okay.
And when you walked in with groceries, almost dropping everything when you saw him, he couldn’t help but smile.
You put your stuff down and gave him a small smile, not even looking into Newt’s eyes.
He got close to you and grabbed your chin gently with his thumb and index finger. “Why aren’t you looking at me?” He asked, the hurt evident in his voice.
You pushed his hand away and shook you head.
The truth was that you were disappointed in yourself. You let one bad day snowball into this moment.
It sucked.
You felt the tears welling up and you just shook your head. You knew if you spoke then you would start crying.
So you said nothing.
You would rather let your husband, with whom you’ve been in love since you were fifteen years old, believe you were mad at him than to admit your feelings.
But Newt knew you better than that.
He’s never seen this side of you so... he gave you space.
He tried his best to not take it personally, to take care of your regular chores, to do whatever he needed to make you feel better.
He knew you weren’t mad, you just seemed off.
About a week after he got home, Newt was sitting at the table while he read the Daily Prophet. You came out of your room and put your head on his shoulder to which he smiled. 
“Glad to have you back,” Newt said gently as if he was talking to one of his creatures.
You pulled your head off of him and pulled up a chair silently. “I’m sorry.”
Newt looked up and frowned. “For what?”
You scratched your nose in an attempt to keep from crying. “I, uhm... I was being a jerk Newt and I shouldn’t have been.” You told him, tears finally falling. “It all started when I woke up a few months ago and our usual letter wasn’t there. Then I got petty and didn’t respond and then the letters kept coming and I was too embarrassed to write back when it had suddenly jumped to two weeks later and... and...” You could hardly understand yourself since you were getting loud and talking faster and, you know, sobbing your eyes out. 
Newt leaned forward and put a hand on your knee. He gave your tear-stained face a gentle smile and squeezed your knee a little. “It’s okay.”
It just made you want to rip your hair out. “But it’s not okay!” You responded petulantly. “I was being a... a... a... pillock. I was being stupid.”
“You were not being stupid my love,” Newt tried assuring you. “I understand, you were out of routine. You’re never out of routine and I’m sure it was a hard day,” He told you sincerely.
You sniffled and wiped your eyes. “I’m sorry. I feel like I’ve messed everything up.”
Newt grabbed your hands and squeezed slightly. “You know what I was doing the day I forgot to write?” He asked.
You shook your head and squeezed Newt’s hands back.
“I was getting you this,” Newt let go and went to his suitcase. He rummaged around for a little bit when he finally pulled out a three-headed pup. 
Your eyes widened and you got up to meet Newt and the new pup. 
Newt smiled at your reaction and handed you the small hound. “His name is Bear and I got him for you since I knew that you get lonely here when I’m doing other things for work.” He said as he shoved his hands into his pockets, a slight blush creeping up to his cheeks.
You smiled for the first time in months and put your head on Newt’s chest. “I love you so much. I don’t deserve you.”
Newt wrapped his arms around you, shaking his head. “You’re wrong. You deserve the universe.”
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Falling Hard- Newt x reader (The Maze Runner)
Summary: The day you entered the glade, Newt felt something inside him grow. A need to protect you, to see you smile and laugh, to hold you when nights were cold. It’s true, the boy had fallen for you, and he fell hard.
Warnings: implied depression (Newt my poor lil boy is sad) I do refer to the situation that got Newt his limp throughout this so please lovely’s, if you think this may trigger you move on <3
A/N: Hello lovely people! My first fic back on tumblr, what a time to be alive.
Greenie day was always tense in the Glade, a new boy stumbling around, breaking rules and asking way too many questions for anyone to bear. This Greenie day was especially hard for Newt, as it was the first since his ‘accident’. The boy reluctantly swings himself out of the hammock, sharp pain shooting through his left leg as it makes contact with the unstable, rocky ground. A constant reminder of that day, the day he had finally given up hope of ever escaping the maze.
He sighs as he stretches, twisting slightly as a satisfying crack comes from the boy's back. He rolls his head to the side, eyes closed as yet another sigh escapes his lips. The blonde boy looks around, smiling slightly at the sight of the Gladers asleep in their hammocks. ‘So peaceful, not for long though’, he thinks to himself.
The day drags by slowly as Newt attends to his garden, weeding and tilling soil. Occasionally helping Alby when the leader required it. Before long the all too familiar shrilling ring of the box alarm rings through the Glade, effectively stopping all the boys from their required tasks.
Newt makes his way over to the box, pushing his way through the crowd of curious boys. Murmurs breakout throughout the group, a light buzz falling over the glade as the boys speculate the fate of the incoming arrival.
“I hope he’s a good cook, I need some help in that shucking kitchen, you guys are animals sometimes.”
“I hope he cuts it as a builder, shuck knows we need a bit more brute strength around here.”
“He’s probably going to cut it as a slopper.”
Newt rolls his eyes at his friend's comments, his mind clouded by his own judgment.
The newly appointed second-in-command grumbles to himself; “Great, another boy who’s going to follow us around like a lost puppy until he finds his place in this shucking hell hole. Another boy to feed, to explain to that we are all trapped here with no escape. Just great.”
As the box comes to a halt a high pitched scream is heard, rumbling its way through the metal cage. Slight laughing breaks out among the group as someone shouts “The greenie screams like a shucking girl!”
“Slim it.” Alby announces to the group. “Gally, if you will.”
The builder opens the box, jumping down as the metal cage shakes under his heavy feet.
“Day one Gree-“ the boys sentence is cut short as a fist connects with his jaw. The builder to stunned to speak as his eyes scan over the new arrival. “Uh Alby, Newt, you might want to come take a look at this!” The boy shouts as the gladers calls and laughter ring through the glade.
Newt peers down, his heart stopping and stomach dropping as he inspects the scene below him. Huddled tightly in a corner, wielding a knife and shaking slightly was a girl. A shucking girl! He peers over at Alby, completely stunned and without a clue how to proceed.
“Alright slint heads, back to work. Things just got complicated.” Alby shouts to the gladers.
But none of them move, shell shocked as they stare at the new greenie.
“You heard him, back to work.” Newt announces, receiving grumbles from the boys as they reluctantly make their way from the box.
Newt makes his way into the box, looking over to Gally who only shrugs, rubbing his jaw slightly from the impact of the prior events. Newt makes his way over to the girl, whose eyes are wide with fear as she scans between the three boys in the box. As he takes another step the girl panics, holding the knife out further as she speaks. Voice hoarse from crying.
“Don’t come any closer, I'm warning you.”
The threat is empty as her voice cracks at the end, fresh tears making their way down the girl's stained cheeks.
“Hey, hey it’s okay. It’s okay, we're not going to hurt you.” Newt speaks slowly proceeding closer to the girl, arms stretched out as if approaching a wild animal.
He slowly grabs the knife, throwing it away from her as he crouches down, grabbing the girl's hands as he does so. His kind eyes boring into her as he tilts his head to the side. She stares back at him, crystal orbs stained red from tears as her laboured breaths ring through the box.
Newts heart is beating so fast he’s afraid it might rip out of his chest, as he slowly rubs his thumb over the girls knuckles he can’t help the feeling of nostalgia that rushes over him. The feeling he gets is indescribable, like the first stretch of the morning, or watching the bright sun disappearing over the clouds only to be surrounded by millions of dazzling stars. The feeling of coming home to freshly baked cookies or sitting in front of a blazing fire. He sniffles slightly as tears sting in his eyes so overcome by emotion, his ears ring as his stomach twists.
Just one look at this girl and he knows, his life has been flipped upside down. And for a moment he’s falling, wind rushing through his hair as he screams to no one in particular. But this time he knows that when he lands, he wont be left broken on the cold stone walls. No, he wont be left broken again because maybe, just maybe, this new greenie was sent here to build him back up again.
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semicolonsspace · 5 months
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Sub Gally is now the bane of my existence but GOSH DAMN😩 give me some recs? I wanna try some! It can be fluff/angst/smut I don't mind, just please specify! It doesn't have to be Gally it can be Newt and Thomas as well! I don't know much about Minho but I'd be down to try.
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catasoph · 1 year
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Nightmare-Daydream
Newt x gn!reader
Summary: After the gladors survived the maze reader thinks they will never see their beloved Newt again, but fate and a good friend help them to get reunited.
Words: 1.7k
Warnings: Nightmares, mentions of near-death experience, guns, violence
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My lungs were on fire. Expanding to the maximum to get enough air. I ran for my life. Crossing and turning. Following the screams of someone I knew better than anyone. But the path never ended, the screams didn't get any closer, instead the walls closed in around me. Until I was in another room. Everything was dark, a single light showed a boy with blood running down his forehead. Behind him stood two men with huge guns. I couldn't see their faces. It was covered in black. They had no real presence. They were demons. They lurked until the inevitable would happen. They took a step, slowly. Desperate, I cried out, pushing myself forward, wanting to run to the boy they were holding hostage. But my feet were sunk into the ground. A black liquid held them in place, leaving me nothing but my voice. Screaming pleas to hurt me, not him. But they took more steps forward, narrowing the distance between them. Why weren't they listening? Why weren't they looking? Why didn't they slow down? They pointed their guns at his head. My scream mingled with the gunshots that bore holes where his eyes once were.
"(Y/N)! (Y/N), wake up!" I startled with a gasp and suddenly found myself in another dark room with two concerned eyes watching me intensely. A sob broke out of my throat, accompanying the tears falling without limit out of my eyes. "It's alright. You're fine. Everything is fine." He slung his strong arms around my trembling body. Telling me he was there, I wasn't alone. He didn't care about my violent crying staining his shirt, that I woke him out of his sleep, or that I babbled nonsense. He was just there. "Do you want to talk about it?" He was still holding me, gently rocking so I calmed down enough until my sobs turned to hiccups and they evened out. "I lost him." I only whispered it, but I knew he heard it with the way his body stiffened and he clung to me tighter. "I lost him again." "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He whispered, afraid if he spoke louder, not only his voice but also the world around him would break again. For too long, those simple words became his mantra. Chanting them at any given time to see if they would let us heal.
"Gally," I said, separating our upper bodies so I could look at him, "It wasn't your fault." He nodded, but couldn't keep his eyes on mine, instead squeezing my arms to signal me, he acknowledged my words, but they brought little comfort. He cupped my cheeks looking in my eyes with seriousness. He seemed different now. As if he had seen a war and was ready to march into another one.
"(Y/N),I promise you, if they are still alive, I will find them and bring him back to you." I tried to smile. My eyes still glistening from too many tears shed for what I had lost, I couldn't see what I still had.
After we escaped the maze, everyone was hopeful. Until Ava Paige told us about the scorch and the flare. What cruel god would do such a thing? Make us prisoners only to let us out to die. Suddenly Gally came in with a gun in his hand, blaming Thomas for everything. Saying we belonged to the maze. And maybe we did. Maybe we still do. For there was no greener place with the warmest sun. There is no place feeling more like home than the grass enclosed by gray walls.
But after I pushed Thomas out of the way and the bullet hit me, I was okay with dying. I was okay with knowing my family and the boy I loved would survive. Because I would still belong to the maze and there would be a time when we would all meet there again.
But I survived and had to live with the knowledge of never seeing the love of my life again.
Even after that night, the sun rose again, as it usually did, and with it a new day. With each passing day, I was able to forgive Gally a bit more for not being a demon, but being hunted by them. And when I woke up the next day from my latest nightmare, I saw Gally and knew I would be standing by his side until the end. Because despite everything, he still cared for me and protected me. He was the only one who kept me sane.
"Wake up already! It's breakfast time!" Came a deep, serious voice from the doorway of my room.
"Five more minutes, Gally."
"Fucking hell. No, stand up." Heavy footsteps walked toward my bed until rough hands slid under my body and lifted me up, only to set me back down on my own feet a second later. Less than five minutes later, were we downstairs sitting at a table and eating our breakfast, while everyone around us chattered.
Occasionally I would be greeted or smiled at, which Gally found bothersome.
"How do you do it?"
"Do what?" I mumble with a mouthful of food.
"Gain everybody's attention. First in the Glade and now here. All of them try to get in your pants." He rolled his eyes, taking a huge bite of his bread.
"I don't know. It's not my fault." A snort left the man in front of me while an amused smile crept onto his lips.
"It's definitely your fault, (N/N). Always blinking your eyes seductively while giving some morons attention."
"I don't!" I exclaimed, offended.
He didn't reply, just smirked at me while putting his dishes on his tablet to bring them away.
"Anyway, Casanova, I have to go on patrol. Enjoy your attention."
"I hate you!" I smiled pleased as the conversation ended when he came around to hug me goodbye.
"Don't put yourself in danger, okay?" I asked softly. He didn't answer. He didn't need to. I knew he couldn't promise me but I always hoped it made him realize how desperately I needed him.
After he left for patrol, I got myself ready to look after the injured and sick. It was a tough job, not made for everyone, but what job was easy in the world we lived in. At least I didn't have to fight anymore. I didn't have to kill anyone and look at their eyes turn cold. I remember all the boys we had to bury or the one's we didn't even find anymore. I was not much of a fighter. What was the point if we were all going to die in the end anyway? But I understood that we had to fight. It was our last option, other than letting fate take the wheel.
Weeks passed with the same routine. Gally went on patrol while I tended to the wounded, but we always saw each other and ate together. Sometimes, though, we just sat together in silence. Until one day, the routine broke.
It was lunchtime when shots and screams rang out from the outskirts of the city. Where people fought day and night for their survival, to secure a place in the only city left.
Gunshots and screams were nothing unusual anymore but it was Gally`s time for patrol. This made it more horrifying. My heart sank and every possible scenario raced through my head. I was going to lose him. I was going to lose everything again. If not today with these guns, then tomorrow or the day after. One day he will not be coming back. "Don`t worry, kid. He will be fine." The man with a gray beard smiled at me but his eyes told a different story. These eyes had seen too many disasters. So much hatred. How long has he been saying to himself everything is going to be fine? And how many times did he get disappointed? It felt like ages until the familiar noises from the motor of the van and his voice could be heard through the base. "We`re all on the same side here!" I sprinted down from the hospital wing. I had to see him to be sure he was alive. I had to thank him for coming back to me because I could never survive without him. He pulled his helmet from his head and I crashed into him. "I was worried sick, you shank:" In my voice was nothing angry or intimidating, just pure relief bubbling out of it. "I`m sorry, (N/N). But look who I found." My arms left Gally`s body, to turn around. In front of me was my home. The gladors who escaped with us. Not all of them were there. Winston and Chuck were nowhere to be found. My eyes zeroed in on the only boy who ever had my heart. Newt. Standing there with his eyes open and his mouth unable to form words. "We saw you die. Both of you. He shot you." Those were the first words out of it. Reminding himself this horrible day was not his imagination. "No, you left us to die", Gally spat back. Still hurt about how easily they left us behind. Before someone else could answer I took it upon myself. "They found us before it was too late. They took us in and cared for us. That's the only reason we survived." I gestured lazily toward the other guards who were watching this interaction with curious eyes. Everything stayed silent for a few seconds until Newts eyes which before held confusion, now shone with hope. He took a few slow steps towards me his eyes never leaving mine as if asking permission to come close to me. But my only answer where my own small steps toward him. "I thought I lost you." His voice was a whisper. As if the wind would pick up our secret and bring it right back to WCKED. "Me too." His hands cupped my cheeks. His brown eyes fixated on mine, searching for answers he wouldn't find in them. "Are you two together?" My gaze wanders down, not ready to be seen after a long time. Fearing rejection when everything in me lusted for love. "No, there was only ever one boy I loved." My eyes found him again. His head moved forward, pressing his lips on mine and kissing me again after all our lost time. New life was breathed into me while he held me and everything finally felt perfect. I knew now we would be alright. We would survive.
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moumouton4 · 2 years
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When The New Greenie Helps || Newt x fem!reader
A/n : As you can see this was requested by a lovely person. Writing for people is an actual dream and I hope my work will please you all, and make other people want to send more request 💙💚
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Masterlist ⚜
Warnings : So this is slightly it’s fluff, slighlty ansgty and a little bit smut not that much though as always nothing too graphic because I’m not good at writting this but with practice it’ll become easier. English isn’t my first language and this is my fourth fic
I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it
Words count : 2020
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An elevator, a big metallic noise, a blinding light and boys screaming, we know the music. You were the first one to arrive in the glade, along with Gally, Alby, Minho and Newt. It must have been at least 3 years that you lived in this green jail surrounded by all the boys that arrived every month.
Being a girl ( if you're not a girl / woman I'm really sorry but I didn't have more details of course if I knew I'd adapt it ) in the glade wasn't supposed to be that easy, but you were Y/n, you were independent and most of all super badass. You were one of the runners before, you ran fast and unfortunately one day you were not fast enough. After your injury Minho knowing you were a great asset and one of his best friend, decided to redirect you to the gardeners. But the badass that you are is very independent so if a slicer or anyone needed help you'll gladly go and help him.
A week later, you had become quite comfortable with the gardens. You had the opportunity to get to know better the shy, but mostly second-in-command, Newt. He, like the other boys, had no memory of ever having known girls and his very reserved behavior in your presence reinforced your intuition. He knew how to be authoritative when he had to be. Sometimes you could hear his British accent ringing out from the other end of the glade and it thrilled you, you kind of wanted him to be like that with you too. Just to know what it would feel like for once to take orders instead of giving them.
You and Newt became very close over the months, he spent a lot of time in the garden saying it helped him relax and all but little did you know that it was you who brought a smile to his face every time you talked. You were the keeper of the gardeners so you spent most of your time in the gardens tending the crops. Except once a month when a new boy arrived. This was an initiative of Gally's, who was tired of having to deal with scary, whiny boys - as he put it - who ran around until they were breathless. Of course you had gladly accepted, since you were no longer a runner you had to prove your worth in other areas and welcoming new greenies was one of them. Newt's eyes would crinkle every time he heard one of the boys call you when a newcomer arrived. He thought it was because he wanted to protect you but little did he know that it was his jealousy that was speaking. The man was in love with you and you were oblivious maybe as much as him about your feelings towards him and even when you're badass you don't go spilling your feelings to your crush.
You and Newt were in the gardens that day when the sky was a clear blue when you heard Billy yell "Y/n a new greenie is coming ! Y/n !". You barely had time to look at each other sheepishly before cutting your conversation short and heading for the cage. Once in front of it, you had time to watch the boys open it and Gally jump in. You waited for him to ask you to come over as usual but a boy came running out. It wasn't Gally, the boys started laughing but to your surprise you looked at him from head to toe and "Oh boy he is fast" you though. You looked at Minho who had just returned from his rounds and he seemed to be thinking the same thing.
The moment you heard Gally swear you knew it was time for you to catch up with that human rocket and reassure him a little. You looked at Newt and told him you'd be back soon. His heart swelled with love for you and he just told you to go chuckling at the freightened boy.
You ran towards the boy, he was fast but you were experienced. Of course you couldn't risk running through the maze anymore, but you were still able to run fast, very fast indeed. You were lucky when the boy ran into one of the walls and turned around to find you right behind him. He was out of breath because of all his emotions while you were barely warmed up. "Please can you stop with already I've got work to do" you said trying to sound as much friendly as you could though living in the glade since this long wasn't helping with it.
"Where the hell am I ?!? And who are you ?!?" he was almost yelling at this point. "Oie boy calm down you're in the glade here and I'm Y/n ( almost wrote my name ) no one want you any harm here" you said slowly extending your hand towards him, which he took with a little hesitation "Thomas" he said you smiled and you took the opportunity to step forward a little more and take him in your arms gently patting his back, he was taller than you but you couldn’t care less "Everything is going to be okay Thomas"
"We are really lucky to have her she is a real magician with these boys" Gally said to Minho and Newt. The latter was clenching his knuckles turning white, yep he was definitely jealous. Gally grabbed Chuck's arm as he jumped around, excited that he was no longer the new greenie in the glade. "Let's get back to work everyone because... tonight it's bonfire night" he said smirking and all the boys cheered running back to their works... all of them except Newt who was watching from afar. He shouldn't be worrying right ?
He shouldn't be but that was without counting on Thomas' tactile side. Of course you were okay with this and you were kind of happy that for once someone here was as touchy as you. Everything was platonic of course, a pat on the back, a hug to say hello, holding each other by the shoulders, ruffling his hair if he was worried... and it was only one day ! Newt seriously wondered what he was witnessing and little did you know that he was burning inside, burning for your love but also burning from jealousy at the sight of this burgeoning friendship.
The evening fell quickly for you when for Newt the day was bloody endless. But for all the other boys it was time to celebrate. Indeed, with each new arrival an evening around the bonfire was organized, Frypan making the fanciest food - within the means of the glade - that he could and Gally preparing his home-made alcohol the famous mead. Thomas' arrival would be no exception so bonfire night it'll be. Everyone was sitting with their circle of friends so you found yourself sitting on logs with Gally, Minho, Newt and of course the newcomer - to Newt's displeasure - Thomas. Don't get him wrong, he thought Thomas was a really nice guy and all but when he was near you, his mind was clouded by jealousy and he was afraid he would lose you to Thomas who was much more courageous than he was when it comes to you.
Gally made us taste a new version of his mead recipe and I took the glass he offered me drinking it in one go "Gally... this is really strong really good but really strong do you think they'll be able to handle it ?" I asked him as he passed a glass to Thomas which he drank just as quickly "Fucking hell this is burnin' the hell outa me !" the new greenie screamed before Gally even got a chance to answer me. We all laughed even Minho who was on the floor totally drunk. Newt, as for him looked at me, he had tasted Gally's mead but not enough to be drunk, he wanted to talk to you but he was waiting for the right moment.
But of course fucking Thomas had to lazily wrap his arm around your shoulder before leaning over and whispering something in your ear, you looked briefly at Newt and chuckled nervously at his stare. Thomas was right he was looking at you with a deep gaze. Thomas told you to talk to him to which you shook your head and faced him. He frowned everyone described you as the badass, the tough girl of the group and you couldn't go talk to Newt... unless... "Wait you love him ?" you blushed furiously ( My stupid white skin can't blush so it's weird for me to write this lmao ) "Oh no I can't believe it so this is why he was staring at me like he wanted to kill me" he barks out a laugh before getting up and lifting you by the shoulders. And just when Newt thought he couldn't see any redder, he saw him push you towards him "I think you both need to talk" Thomas said. Newt got up and blame it on the alcohol if you want, he felt brave enough to ask you to follow him. It was now or never.
So you walked away from the group behind the forest in a kind of plain that is hollow in one place. Convenient to lie down in if needed. "So what were we supposed to talk about-" you began before being cut off by Newt who sounded a bit on the edge "Do you like Thomas ?" it sounded almost accusatory.
"I beg your pardon I only know him from today and-" you tried to answer but he cut you off again and it was getting on your nerves "It's not what you were letting on-"
"Am I not allowed to have friends here ?!?" you started to sound pissed.
"Not the one you bloody touch all day !"
You took a step towards him you were smaller but you didn't care "And why's that ?" you dared to ask.
"Because you don't touch me that way" his voice died when he realized what he had just said.
Your eyes widened at this leaving you speechless, you saw him wave his hands and take a few steps back as he pulled away. Your ability to speak returned and your legs brought you back to his side "Maybe because I'd like to touch you in another way Newt" you sternly said. The badass was back hell yeah.
He gulped at that holding back a groan, he turned red in the stillness of the night and you took the initiative by getting on your tiptoes to kiss him.
He responded after realizing what was happening, his hands grabbing your hips and pulling you closer to him. At the same time you both bent your heads to deepen the kiss leading to your noses to colide. You both chuckled and he took the opportunity to slide his tongue in your mouth slowly backing you up towards the nearest tree. Once leaning against it, he put his hands under your thighs carrying you between him and the tree. You wrapped your legs around his waist, you could feel him against you and it was driving you mad. He grunted at the friction and pulled his head back slightly so he could look you in the eye. "Are you sure this is what you want Love ? We can stop here I won't love you less-"
You freed yourself from his grip and pushed him against the tree, rubbing against him as you said this "Do you think I'm here because I don't want too greenie" you smirked.
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"After all, Thomas' arrival was not such a bad thing" thought Newt as he watched your form lying in the grass looking at the hickeys he made on your neck. Little did he know you were thinking the exact same about the ones you made on him.
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first day - newt
pairing: Newt x fem!reader
genre: fluff
warning(s): SA (sexual assault), cursing
summary: You're the first-ever girl in the glade, which means all the attention is on you. Newt becomes very protective over you when he sees a glader giving you unwanted attention.
word count: 1.5k
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You woke up with a terrible headache and a lot of confusion when bright lights started to hurt your eyes. You sat down, your elbows supporting you as your eyes slowly adjusted to the light. You looked up with a puzzled look on your face, unsure of where you were. All you could see were a group of curious, whispering boys your age, which didn't help you feel any better. When you turned to your left, you noticed a good-looking blonde boy standing next to you, inspecting you with a bewildered expression on his face. The closest you could describe him as was an angel: he had a kind but handsome face and a small frame, but still quite tall. You couldn't explain why, but in the midst of all the chaos, you felt safe next to him. He turned his gaze to the group of boys, then back to you, still the same bewildered expression on his face.
“It’s… it’s a girl?” he remarked, dumfounded after a moment of inspecting you further to ensure his mind wasn't playing tricks on him. His confused expression led you to believe that there were no other girls besides you, making you feel uneasy. You weren’t exactly looking forward to coming to an unknown place, with only boys around you.
The whispers got louder as the boys started to lean forward, astonished by the blonde boy's remarks and eager to see it for themselves. When you looked around, you noticed you were in some sort of metal box with all kinds of goods surrounding you.
The blonde boy reached his hand out to help you get up, his features softening into a friendly smile as he tried not to startle you. You grabbed his hand in yours and stood up, your legs unsteady and weak, making you almost fall over again until his grip on you tightened, helping you stay on your feet.
“Easy there, we don’t want you breaking your bones on your first day already, do we?” he joked as his handsome face lit up with a bright smile that made you flush. There was something about him that was particularly charming, although you couldn’t quite put your finger on it.
“Alright, let’s get you out of here” he grabbed your hand and guided you out of the box. You were relieved that he was helping you since you figured you didn't have the strength to get out on your own. The group of boys began to gather around you, with some whispering things like “the new girl is hot” or “she’s shucking cute”.
“Okay, that’s enough. Everybody, get back to work before you make her uncomfortable. I'll show her around the glade” the blonde boy said as he took your hand and led you away from the crowd of curious boys.
The two of you walked around the glade, the weather warm with a pleasant cool breeze now and then. You gazed around in utter disbelief, unsure of where you were. The blonde boy then turned to you, his face lit up with the same charming smile.
“I’m Newt, by the way”
“Newt? That’s an odd name” you blurted out without thinking. He chuckled, shocked but also loving your boldness. Your face got red after realizing you’ve said it out loud, although he didn’t seem to mind it.
“Roasting me already? You couldn’t wait at least a day for that?” you had to admit, he had a sense of humour.
“Right. Sorry” an embarrassed laugh leaving your mouth.
“Well, I’m… I’m…” you tried your hardest to think, but nothing came to mind.
“I… I don’t know who I am?” you panicked a little when you realized you had forgotten your name. Newt noticed it right away and began rubbing your back in an attempt to calm you down.
“Don’t worry, it happens to all of us. You’ll remember it after a few days at most”
There was a brief moment of silence as you processed what was happening. It was a lot. A lot to process in a span of just a few hours.
“Hey, there’s a bonfire tonight, to celebrate your arrival. It will be fun” his words repeated in your mind. To celebrate your arrival. As if you willingly came here. God, you wish you could get out of here as quickly as possible. But you knew it wasn't going to happen, so you smiled and nodded.
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You had to admit, Newt was right. The bonfire was indeed fun, so far. Gally was fighting people, which shocked you a bit at first, but apparently, he does it regularly. Others had gathered around the bonfire and were chatting with one another. You weren’t quite sure what people would still be talking about, since you assumed they would be out of conversation topics by now. Newt explained to you earlier that all the memories from the life before the glade were erased from our minds.
You decided to use this night to forget your worries, drinking until they all left your mind. You drunkenly walked over to Newt with a drink in your hand, struggling to keep your balance.
Newt sat peacefully on a tree log alongside Thomas, observing what was going on around him. The moment he spotted you, he helped you down to sit next to him while he held you close, making sure you wouldn’t fall over.
“Newtie! I’ve missed you!” you yelled drunkenly, giggling a little. He chuckled and grabbed the drink out of your hand, putting it down on the ground.
“Whoa, you definitely had a bit too much to drink tonight. Calm down with the alcohol for now, darling” you blushed at the nickname as you felt butterflies in your stomach. You rested your head on his shoulder while feeling the cold wind of the night, giving you chills all over your body.
“Newtie, I’ll be right back, okay? I’m going to grab some warm clothes. Don’t leave!” you added with a wink as you struggled to get back to your feet. His cheeks became visibly redder as he looked at you with his beautiful brown eyes, accentuated even more by the moonlight.
“Alright, I’ll wait here”
You were on your way to the homestead when 3 boys appeared from behind a hut, glaring at you with a beastly look in their eyes. Although you recognized some of them, you haven’t talked with them before, which made the entire situation even more unsettling.
“Uhm… hi?” you said anxiously, eager to get away as soon as possible.
“Hello there, beautiful. You look so sexy tonight” one of them remarked while approaching you, making you feel more uncomfortable with each step he took. He then stood right in front of you, eyeing you up and down, while the other two boys looked around, presumably to make sure there was no one around. Something wasn’t right about this. You needed to get away.
“I- I have to go” the moment you were about to leave, he grabbed your arm with great force, preventing you from leaving. He then placed his hands on your waist, moving them slowly towards your butt while his lips hovered over your neck. At this point, you were on the verge of panicking, especially in the drunken state you were still in. You decided there was no other option than to scream since his grip on you was too strong.
“HELP! PLEASE HELP!” you screamed over and over again with tears forming in your eyes, enraging the boy in front of you. He swiftly covered your mouth with his palm, but before he could do anything else, you noticed Newt approaching from behind, a furious look on his face.
“Oi, dickhead!” Newt called out, making the boy turn around in shock.
“Listen-“ before the boy could finish his sentence, Newt punched him in the face as hard as he could, knocking him down to the ground.
“Newt?” did you just see that clearly? Newt punched someone in the face? The angelic-looking boy with the dreamy brown eyes? You didn’t have much time to process it, though, since he took your hand and led you away.
“We’re going to my hut” the anger could be heard in his voice.
“If that shank ever touches you again, I will put him in the maze myself” he spoke sharply as he led you into his hut and placed you on his bed.
His angry expression quickly shifted into a worried one as soon as he saw the tears streaming down your face.
“Oh love, come here. Let me hold you” he lied down on the bed and pulled you onto his chest, one hand stroking your hair and the other one rubbing your back.
“It’s alright. You’re safe now. I’ll never let something like that happen again, I promise”
“Thank you Newt. Thank you for taking care of me”
He kissed you on your forehead while drying your tears. You felt safe. The safest you’ve felt ever since you’ve entered the glade. Being in Newt’s arms felt like home. Not like your old home, whatever your old home was, but that was fine. Newt, he was your new home.
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mystic-writings · 20 days
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remember the nights | chapter two — parking lot introductions
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It’s been two weeks since you and your dad officially moved to Woodstock, and school was finally rearing its ugly head. The time between the move and now had passed quickly, even if you rarely ever left the house and only spent your time with Chuck, Thomas, or Teresa. It was a lot of watching movies, sunbathing in the backyard to soak up whatever summer weather was left, or lounging around in your bedroom, bored out of your mind.
Despite how long you’d been in the town, Thomas insisted that you wouldn’t meet any of his other friends yet. He wanted to save it until the first day of school, for whatever reason. You’d heard plenty about the semi-large, tight knit group over the years, and had been itching to meet them since you found out you were moving. 
You woke up to your alarm as the sun was beginning to peak over the horizon, a slight chill settled in your room as you had left your window open overnight. The weather was slowly transitioning from summer to fall temperatures, and you enjoyed the few minutes in bed underneath warm covers before you were forced to get out of bed. 
The sun was a bit higher in the sky when you came back from your shower, and you heard the clattering of pots and pans as you got dressed for the day and checked over your bag to make sure you had everything. 
As you made your way downstairs, you passed by Thomas, who headed into the bathroom. A delicious smell wafted through the house as you hit the ground floor and turned into the kitchen. 
In the middle of a wonderfully set table lay a stack of pancakes, condiments, and pre-cut fruits. At the counter stood Maggie, who turned and greeted you with a wide smile as she poured herself a cup of coffee. Her chin length, slightly wavy hair — which looked so much like Chuck and Thomas’ — was still damp, and you wondered how long she’d been awake for. 
“Morning,” you greeted her as you headed for the counter, voice still partially laced with sleep. “So… what’s with the big breakfast?”
“Oh, it’s a little tradition I have with the boys.” She said, offering you the decanter when you pulled your ballerina mug from the cupboard. “I make them a huge breakfast for their first day of school. And I guess, I do it for you, too, now.”
You nodded. “Oh. Well, thank you. It looks amazing.”
Maggie only smiled as you made your coffee in tandem before heading to the table, taking a seat at the bench on the bay window while Maggie sat at the head of the table on your left. 
Thomas made his way into the kitchen, freshly showered yet still looking half asleep, while  you were piling fruits onto your plate before drowning your pancakes in syrup. You suppressed a laugh as he sat at the table with his own cup of coffee, barely able to keep his eyes open as he began serving up his breakfast. 
Your father joined you not long after, and Chuck was the last to take his seat. You didn’t blame him, seeing as the elementary school began classes later than the high school did. Besides, he usually got picked up by the bus at the end of the street, anyway. 
After breakfast, the rest of your routine became cohesive with Thomas’, and went by in a flash. Checking and rechecking your bags, brushing teeth, checking your phones and grabbing lunch money. Soon enough, you, Thomas, and Chuck were headed out the door, shouting goodbyes over your shoulders. You watched Chuck head down the road to wait with the other kids for the bus, while you and Thomas got into his truck to pick up Teresa and head to the high school. 
The morning air was still chilly and crisp, morning dew clinging onto the blades of grass, a sweet smell hanging in the air. It was a refreshing morning compared to the city’s constant smog, and made your mood lift even higher as you rolled the window down in the backseat and breathed it all in, listening to Thomas and Teresa’s absentminded conversation. 
Your nerves set in when your sneakers hit the pavement, your school bag slung over one shoulder as you slammed the truck door behind you. To its left, a gray car sat, a group of teenagers around your age all gathered at the hood. They greeted Thomas and Teresa warmly as you hung back a bit, picking at the strap of your bag, waiting for Thomas to introduce you. 
He walked back over to you and guided you into the group’s circle, motioning to them as he said, “Guys, this is my step-sister, Y/n. Y/n, these are my friends.” 
You smiled awkwardly, suddenly choking up despite how eager you had previously been to meet everyone. You were squished between Thomas and Teresa, directly across from a blond boy, just a bit taller than you, who smiled politely and carded his fingers through his hair. 
Thomas ran through the group quickly, listing off everyone’s names as he pointed to them. Some of the names you could recall hearing before when Thomas told you about the town while he was in the city, but you couldn’t remember much from the stories he would tell you. 
The last person in the group to be introduced was the boy standing across from you. “And this is my best friend, Newt.”
You smiled at the boy, who sent another polite, warm smile back. There was no denying that he was cute, attractive, even, but he was Thomas’ best friend. He’d been Thomas’ best friend for most of their lives, if you remembered correctly.
Thomas opened his mouth to speak again, when the harsh ringing of the bell cut him off. He only sighed before saying, “We should probably get going, huh?”
With a murmur of agreement, the group shuffled through the double doors with the rest of the congregating students. You had ended up being pushed toward the back of the group, ending up right beside Newt. You took a look around, immediately noticing that this school was nothing compared to what you were used to. 
“It’s different, isn’t it?” A smooth, accented voice asked, and when you looked to your right, you realized it was Newt, who had leaned in to ask the question quietly. 
“Yeah, definitely. Smaller, too,” you told him, still glancing around as you headed to the doors across the hall, clearly marked ‘cafeteria’. “I’m used to being body checked by someone every few minutes, seeing someone walk around in their pajamas, or a few couples making out in the halls. This is… the complete opposite.”
“Believe me, things can get interesting around here, too. Not as often or as crazy as you’re probably used to, but they can.” 
You glanced at Newt with a raised brow, deciding not to question him any further. He led you through the doors and over to one of the cafeteria tables, where everyone else was seated. You took your spots, sitting between Newt and Brenda while Thomas and Teresa sat across from you. 
“Alright, you guys know the drill.” Gally said, authority dripping from his voice. “Schedules out, read ‘em, find out who you’re with.” 
Almost in complete synchrony, everyone placed their schedules down on the fake wooden table. You did the same, watching Gally recite his four classes of the semester to the group, and watching Thomas smile as he called out sharing his first period class with Gally. 
Watching the group go through this routine was like watching game night at the bingo hall. Every so often, someone would call out a class and period, which caught the attention of someone else, who would shout that they shared the same class. It was hilarious, of course, but it comforted you to know that for your first semester, you shared three classes with Newt, two of which you also shared with Minho, and miraculously, shared all of your classes with Brenda. 
Thomas checked his watch before scanning the room. “Y/n, do you want me to show you around?”
“I can do it,” Newt quickly offered. Thomas glared at him and Newt only laughed. “I’m not going to kill her just by taking her for a tour around the school, Tommy. Besides, knowing you, you’re gonna get distracted and lose track. Then she won’t know where she’s going and she’ll be late to all of her classes,”
“It’s a small campus.” Thomas deadpanned. 
“And?”
Thomas sighed. “Fine.”
Newt smiled, making room to swing his leg over the bench seat and stand up, offering you a hand as he did. You did the same as him and he nodded over to the cafeteria doors, pulling you over to them and out into the significantly less crowded hallways. Newt showed you around, pointing out all of your classes for both semesters. He showed you the bathrooms and which places were best for hiding from faculty if you wanted to skip without leaving campus, and thankfully, where your locker was — coincidentally, across the hall and about ten spaces down from his. 
You’d essentially gone in a big loop around the school, and as you descended the stairs in the western stairwell, Newt decided to lead you to a door that led to the field next to the school, at the very end of the corridor that hosted the administration offices. 
“This is my favorite part of campus,” he said. “No one usually uses the field unless the weather’s really good. But you see that tree there?” He pointed to the far left side of the field, where a solitary willow tree stood. “That willow tree, back there. I go there sometimes. If it’s late and I need to be alone, to think or whatever, I go there. No one else really knows about or uses it, so it’s like it’s my tree or something.”
You exhaled, a slight mist coming off your breath due to the chill. You glanced at Newt with a small smile, finding that he was already smiling back at you. “If no one knows about it, and no one but you uses it, then why’d you tell me about it?”
“Honestly? I’m not sure.” Newt admitted, shoving his hands into his front jean pockets. “There’s something about you, though. I mean, people in this town, their favorite thing to do is talk about things that aren’t their business. But you’re so quiet… it just doesn’t seem like something you’d do.”
“It’s not.” You assured him. “There’s nothing worse than someone knowing every detail of your personal life and spreading it all over the public world. I would know. I would never do that to another person.” 
You watched Newt’s smile fade slightly before coming back, this time warmer and more comforting. He grabbed your hand again and pulled you back to the doors, leading you back inside as he said, “Well, I think that concludes our tour.”
You chuckled, hearing the smile in his voice, outlining every word he said. Just as the door closed behind you, the second warning bell of the morning rang, signaling the final five minutes students had to get to their classes. After meeting up with everyone else back in the cafeteria, you followed Minho, Brenda, and Newt to your first class of the day: economics. 
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You were grateful for the final bell of the day to end. The classes felt dreadfully boring, and you were convinced you would’ve died of it if Brenda hadn’t been around to entertain and cheer you up the whole day. 
“So, how was your first day?” Thomas asked as you and Newt, who met you at your locker, approached the gray car you stood by this morning. 
“It was nice, but so unbelievably boring,” you groaned. “Thank God I didn’t have to introduce myself to the class like they do in the movies, though. I would’ve dropped dead if I had to do something like that.” 
Teresa and most of the others were waiting, scattered around between the two vehicles. The group chatter carried on for a few minutes, sharing stories of the day or talking about the teachers, when Brenda asked, “Anyone wanna go to Mickey’s on Friday?”
“When don’t we go to Mickey’s on Friday?” Sonya — Newt’s sister, whom you met in your shared photography class last period — joked.
A chorus of agreement sounded within the group, and soon everyone had split up to go their separate ways home. You climbed into the back of the truck with Thomas and Teresa, catching one last glimpse of Newt as he opened the driver’s side door to the gray car. Before he got in, you exchanged one last smile before Thomas pulled out of the parking space, driving out of the lot and toward Teresa’s house to drop her off. 
Despite all the worries and doubts you carried this morning, you had a comforting feeling that everything was going to be just fine, now that you had friends. Or, the beginning of several friendships. All you could do now was wait things out and see if your feelings were telling you the truth. 
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Glow Of The Embers
Newt x Greenie Reader
Summary: the warmth of the fire can make you quite tired
Warning: kinda short
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The fire was slowly dying the remaining light giving the ground around it a golden glow, there was only a few remaining the rest had all gone to bed.
You and newt were sitting by the fire against an old log gally and his 'boys' pulled out the woods, newt was rambling on about the maze and glade as he started into the fire not realizing your slowly slouching figure.
"I'm even pretty sure sure gally shat his pants his first day stupid buger" he laughed glancing at you only to see you half asleep, he smiled to himself as he stared at your face.
This was the first time he actually could get a good look at you and he hopes it won't be the last, he noticed how calm you looked and how your fingers twitched in your sleep.
He gently wrapped on one his arms around your shoulder and guided you to lay your head on his shoulder, his chests blushed a light red as he turned his gaze back to the fire.
The flames were no more then little flickers now but the embers still glowed a deep red giving the warmth they needed, newt mouthed 'goodnight' to minho who was the last one to leave so it was just you and him.
He glanced at you, you seemed so familiar like a distant memory but it was on the tip of his tongue, his body tensed as you snuggled into him letting out soft snores, he immediately relaxed and bowed his head his chest vibrated with a quiet laugh.
He slowly went back to racking through his mind trying to see if he could remember anything before the maze but all he could remember was blurred faces and fuzzy voices the only one he can really make out sounded like yours but it was distant.
It sounded as if the distance between him and the person was getting bigger like they were being pulled away, the words he heard clearly were "don't forget me I'll find you" and then all he could hear was ringing.
He leaned his head onto yours slowly, breathing in the last of the warmth as he too started to feel tired his eyes lids started to feel heavy and every few seconds he let out a few yawns.
"Even though I do not remember I hope we can make more memories together"
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randomoutsiders · 1 year
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oh my god isaaaaa could you do demeter with poly!newtmas helping you wash your hair in the shower after a long day? i have a TON of really thick long hair that gets sooo heavy and tangled when i wash it and it takes foreverrrr to wash i can just imagine them being so gentle with you softly combing out the knots with their fingers so they don’t hurt you 😫😫 sry i’m rambling just a fantasy ngl
"ow." you grunt, reaching behind to press soothing fingers against your aching scalp.
"sorry, sweet girl." newt coos, brushing a comb through your tangled ends. "you're doing so well, darling."
you smile at that, trying your best to keep still as they both take a side, thomas working conditioner through the right.
"are we almost done yet?" you turn your cheek to guage their reactions after 5 minutes.
"almost." thomas clucks, turning your visage back around. "but quit moving, you just created like... five more knots."
"..sorry."
"never be sorry, my love." newt chides. "your hair is beautiful. and we're happy to take care of it. but.. no more moving. please."
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pingguins · 2 years
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Masterlist || Begin Again
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Newt x F!Reader
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Warnings: violence, graphic scenes, cursing
Summary:
What do you do when you've gotten out? Out of the Maze, out of The Scorch, with WICKED supposedly destroyed? When the love of your life turns into the monster you and your friends have tried and failed to outrun?
The story takes place after Death Cure. Newt's alive, but so are the workers of the people who trapped and tortured you.
As more of the story unfolds, Y/N and Newt have to survive and live with the fact that both are willing to die for each other. Hopefully, with allies ahead, they will go on to have a life instead of just surviving.
Everything happens for a reason. Now that Newt's life has been given another chance, we can only wish that the story ends without having another's taken away.
Even when all else fails, with enough time and perseverance—often times with strategy and purpose—life finds a way to begin again.
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•─────⋅☾ Chapters ☽⋅─────•
☬ Prologue
☬ Chapter 1: Impatience
☬ Chapter 2: Grit
☬ Chapter 3: A Wicked Escape
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thehalfbloodedwitch · 2 years
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My daily routine which I want to do with the character would be listening and singing songs :)
With Newt Scamander please ♡
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OMG! My daily routine is literally the same! And doing that with my precious Newt is the BEST!
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Car Drive (N.s. x reader)
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Paring- Newt x Femreader
Summary-The reader and Newt are going on a road trip, and while driving, the reader decides to listen to music and insists on singing along with her. | Fluff
Warnings- FLUFFFF
Words- 501 words
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Listening to music while driving in the middle of the night is a dream come true; you were seated in the front seat, headphones on, listening to your favourite music playlist while gazing at the black night sky with a million stars sparkling like glitter. You noticed your lover driving as you turned to your right. This was like a dream; in the faint light of the car, his face was radiant, and his tangled hair and hands gripped the steering wheel as he drove. You fell head over heels in love with him once more.
"How much longer, honey?" you asked as you slowly removed your headphones and yawned, "Maybe an hour or two," Newt said as he looked at you and smiled at his beautiful princess, "You can sleep if you want darling," he said as his focus returned to the road, "No, I am not sleepy," you said as you shifted to a more comfortable position, "I am just saying, if you want to sleep, you can," he said.
You went and turned on the radio, connected it to your Bluetooth, and began singing your favourite songs loudly as you swayed to the beats. Newt looked at you and remembered the first time he met you, when you were dancing in the rain, singing songs loudly and swaying to them without a care in the world. You looked stunning, yet nothing had changed; you were still the same. Despite the fact that he had stated that people change with time, you were an exception.
When the song ended, you both looked at each other and burst out laughing, "That was so much fun!" "Told you," you responded as you leaned back in the seat, in response to Newt's exclamation. The rising sun put a rosy tinge across the morning sky as you gazed out the window. The scene made your eyes shine, and your journey came to a standstill. "Why did you stop?" you inquired, to which Newt answered, "I wanted to see the sunrise and then leave." As he opened the door and stepped outside to take in the scene, you too got out of the car and followed him.
You took out your phone and took a cute selfie of the two of you in the morning sunlight, you grinned at the picture and couldn't help but feel loved, Newt looked at you and leaned into a soft and sweet kiss, you kissed passionately and didn't even notice the sun rising, his lips felt like soft clouds and you were melting into the kiss with every second, you wished it would last longer but soon pulled away to catch your breath, Newt looked at you and planted a soft kiss on your forehead and said "Let's go now, there are only a few kilometers left." and you nodded and hopped into the car, knowing that this would be a trip to remember!
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darkeunology · 11 months
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I'm gonna start writing a Newt Mafia AU fic in a little while, however I have a question;
Would you rather it be Newtmas (Newt x Thomas) or a reader insert fic?
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